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Lewy Body causes
progressive decline.

I have it.
There's no cure.

I'm sorry.

- Is there something else I should know?
- No.

My guy said it's some
pretty powerful shit.

- Who's it for?
- A friend.

A friend I need to know about?

No, relax.
There's nothing to worry about.

I want you to run for
governor against Mac Cullen.

There's a different view of the world
from the one you have at the moment.

If you want to see it,
there's a certain group

of people in Chicago
I'd like you to meet.

A year from now the mayor
runs for reelection.

Drop out of the governor's
race and you'll have

the organizational support
you need to take him on.

If we're gonna move on this,
we have to do it soon.

What do you say?

The document that shows

then sanitation director
Thomas Kane

authorized the dump
of trichloroethylene

was made public
by a blogger, Chumpbait.

We make it so
it's not about us.

We make it so it's about
how a small town

deals with the end
of the world.

12 years ago I was approached

by a member
of Mayor Kane's staff

and told that any reference
to trichloroethylene

was to be redacted
from the report.

Alongside Mayor Kane,
I did wrong.

♪ Satan, your kingdom
must come down

♪ Satan, your kingdom
must come down

♪ I heard the voice
of Jesus Christ

♪ Satan, your kingdom
must come down.

Surfacing last night
a bombshell.

Dr. Gabriela Reyes, head of research
at Children's Memorial at the time,

claiming the Kane administration
coerced her into redacting

damning materials
from her official report.

I could've stood strong,
but I did not.

Alongside Mayor Kane,
I did wrong.

Give me an old Chicago on tap.

I'd like a ride
on the Riverview coaster,

but they both went under in
'67 just after the blizzard.

- 26".
- 27.

- We made a killing.
- Six sidewalks, four driveways

and two shovels.

Where are those industrious
little bastards?

I thought I'd be seeing you.

- Can we go for a walk?
- I'll check with the owner,

tell him the mayor
wants a word.

This can't be
an easy time for you.

It goes with the territory.

What's so important, alderman,

that you needed
to see me on a Saturday?

I'd like to offer
my assistance.

Help the mayor make
a graceful exit.

You know,
recent revelations aside,

he's done many
positive things for the city

for which he should
be remembered.

That's very kind of you.
I'll relay the message.

She looks good on tv,

Dr. Reyes.

Respectable.

Unimpeachable.

Troubled by
a past transgression

and then pointing
her elegant finger

at your guy
for poisoning children

and then covering it up.

That ball doesn't bounce.

Look, I have no interest

in shaming him out of office.

I'd like to offer him
a way to leave

with a little dignity
during this difficult time.

If...?

If he promises
not to run again.

To free it up
for whom? You?

No.

I don't need to try
that suit on.

I know a bad fit
by looking at it.

Mm-hmm.
And if he doesn't?

Then we'll be forced
to start impeachment hearings.

We?

The wheels are
already in motion,

but say the word
and we'll put the brakes on.

You know where to reach me.

Sorry to interrupt,
but Mrs. Kane is on the line.

- I'm in a meeting.
- She's looking for the mayor.

- She's left several messages.
- The mayor's not taking any calls right now.

He'll get back to her
at his earliest convenience.

Yes sir.

They have
a pretty airtight case.

I assume you're aware
of all the details.

Appendix two, you'll find
them listed alphabetically

under
"Bensenville plaintiffs."

These are
all everyday folks--

Their numbers sizeable
and growing--

Whose health and well-being were pretty
badly compromised by the mayor's negligence

and the cover-up he engineered to
avoid personal responsibility.

We're aware of the details,
Mr. McGantry.

Elliot, please. Look, we don't have
to play the game too hard here.

We know what we have.
You know it too.

- What are you offering?
- A 12-hour window

for the mayor to agree
to a settlement.

The mayor has no intention
of admitting guilt

- because he's--
- Not guilty. Of course.

- The terms?
- Steep,

though not as steep should he
decide to go to trial instead.

The choice is his, sort of.

I mean does man
really have free choice?

"Brothers Karamazov,"
"the Grand Inquisitor"?

It changed my life.

I'll pass these on
and get back to you.

- 12 hours.
- Heard you the first time.

I assume
you've seen some photos

of the plaintiffs involved,
but just in case you haven't.

This is tragic.

Hey, it's me.
Any word from the mayor?

- No ma'am. Nothing yet.
- Leave another message.

- Okay.
- Shit.

Those people are
fishing down there.

Yeah. In the mornings
they come to watch for birds.

From a chemical dump
to a fucking garden of eden.

It was a quarry before that.

Someday somebody'll come along
and convince the city

to build condos next
to the fishing pond

and turn it
into something else.

Another layer for
the archeologists to dig up.

- Remember Harold Baines?
- Do I remember?

You were a pathetic cubbie
when we first met.

Cooperstown turned
him down again.

- Could be his last shot.
- Fuck them.

How many hall-of-famers
have over 3,000 hits?

His mistake was not quitting
when he was on top,

ending his career
when he was batting .161.

You can't quit when
the team still needs you.

Yeah.

I worked for the city
since before I could vote.

I'm not sure I know what anything
else would even feel like.

- You'd hate it.
- How do you know?

'Cause you need
to be on the field.

The game is
what keeps you going.

You'd shrivel up
and die without it.

- Recognize it?
- Why?

I haven't been
back there since--

You were running errands
for Jack Manning

- at the housing authority.
- The greasiest palm in the city.

Man taught me all
I ever needed to know

about how things work.

They were all in bed
with Sorell--

All of 'em.

Paid off by that greedy fucking
slumlord to look the other way

while my family dodged
rats and drug dealers.

You came and took one look,

saw what this place had become.

"Screw Jack Manning," you said,

"and screw
the housing authority."

I was showing off
for your sister.

Yeah.

As far as I'm concerned, that's
the night you became Tom Kane.

No response yet
from the mayor's office

as the controversy shows
no signs of abating.

Try again.

I don't care. Try every five
minutes until you reach him.

Reference to trichloro--

Birth defects,
lung abnormalities,

severe asthma.

- Yeah?
- It's me. What are you wearing?

A suit of armor.
It's the middle of a work day.

- It's Saturday.
- Have you been watching the news?

- I need to see you.
- Ben, primaries are four days away.

- Are you focusing?
- I am, on you.

- I need to see you.
- I am in the middle of a shitstorm.

I am not gonna drop everything
and trek out to Decatur.

You don't have to.

Come with me, one hour.

You came back to Chicago
for a quick fuck?

What's going on?

What's going on?

Get the fuck out of here, okay?

- You're wasting my time.
- What if I drop out of the race?

That's why I'm here.

I had a meeting with some people
and they think I should quit.

Who's they?

Cullen, Ross, others.

They came to me, proposed I
drop out of the primary and...

- And?
- ...Run next year.

- Next year?
- For mayor.

Against?

Are you out
of your fucking mind?

They think I can win,
that they can make it happen.

- Well, they're using you.
- For what?

You just asked me yourself--
have you been watching the news?

Forget a year, he may not
be in office next Monday.

Don't underestimate.
You have no idea.

Even if he does bounce back,
if I don't make this move,

I'm in his pocket the rest
of my political life.

What about Ross's pocket
or Cullen's pocket?

It's different. They're different.
I know how to handle them.

- How are they different?
- This whole fucking thing is sinking.

We don't have to
go down with it.

We have choices, options.

Why are you
telling me all this?

I'm telling you this because I trust
my instincts and I trust yours.

I mean think about this.
How much have you had to compromise? Huh?

Sacrifice?
And for what?

If he goes down,
what are you left with?

Is he worth it?

Who else knows about all this?

- Who?
- Anyone who does is neck-deep in on it,

and then there's you.

He's not gonna go down
without a fight.

He will take this entire
city down with him.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Come here.

Things have changed.

Sorell rebuilt, of course.

Like roaches, the
Sorells of the world...

- Mm-hmm.
- ...Adapting to anything.

They could survive
a nuclear attack,

inherit the Earth.

Everybody came out on top,

except maybe Sorell's
insurance company.

So if you're ever worried whether
you did the right thing--

You were an officer of the law,

and I burnt down
his fucking house.

When you choose between
the lesser of two evils,

your choice is still evil.

A necessary evil.

You do something bad
to do something good.

I remember

pouring turpentine
along the base,

watch the flames lick
at the bottom of the house

before swallowing it whole.

The smoke was so blinding,

you could hear the fire
better than you could see it.

Electrical circuits popping,

glass shattering,

the hiss of appliances

decompressing
and then exploding.

And then

steady, calm--

Wood burning.

Snap, crackle, pop--

Just like a bowl
of Rice Krispies.

And then it was done.

And all I could think was

I had no regrets.

It took me less than
a year in Manning's office

to see how things are done.

Fair play

had about as much currency
as the tooth fairy.

See, the thing is

one necessary evil
leads to another,

till one day
you can't differentiate

between what's necessary
and what's merely expedient.

And when that happens,

you're done.

You're a monster.

Nice guys don't turn dumps
into city parks

or force landlords
to clean up slums.

Not here.

It's nice here.

I should've visited before.

Yeah, try touring
your city sometime,

see what the monster has built.

I need a favor.

When we spend money
on private estate coffee,

you don't ruin it by serving it

in a cardboard cup, you know?

Sugar?

Alderman Mata,
are you fucking us?

No.

- Ross.
- What about him?

If there's
a movement to impeach,

I assume if you knew anything,
we'd hear about it, correct?

- Yes.
- What factions, what kind of names, numbers, money.

Of course.

Hmm.

I understand it's
tempting to consider

alternative world views

when the climate
turns like this.

- No.
- But climates turn

and turn again.

It would be terrible

were you to land on the wrong
side once things settle.

You've worked too hard
to be suckered by wannabes

who think this is
their moment, yeah?

Don't worry about the coffee.

- Everything all right?
- Fine.

No, actually, I'm not.

I'm out of my mind,
trying to reach the mayor.

- Where is he?
- He'll be back when he's ready.

- How's our boy doing?
- Numbers are up, right on target.

- Where are they now?
- Uh, Decatur, I think,

unless they've
moved on to Urbana.

Nope. Decatur until
tomorrow morning.

- When are you joining them?
- I don't know.

If the mayor ever reappears and
we get this mess cleaned up,

maybe I'll try to head out there
in the next couple of days.

You should go anyway.
We can't afford to take chances, not now.

If Kane's pick loses, his chances
of bouncing back are next to nil.

I wouldn't want to be responsible
for that, would you?

Uh, Mrs. Kane--

I'm not available,
the mayor's not available

and no, I don't know where he
is or when he's coming back.

Um, she's in your office, sir,

Mrs. Kane.

- Ezra.
- Mrs. Kane.

Where is Tom?

I don't know.

Is there something
I can help you with?

Do you mind
if we talk candidly?

- No.
- How bad is it?

It's bad.

And Tom?
How's he reacting?

As he usually does.

It's hard to imagine, isn't it?

The city without him,
him without it.

But then, not impossible.

I've tried to picture it,

the end--

Farewell dinners,

dedications,

interviews, maybe a statue.

But this?

- Well...
- He's been through worse.

We all have.
I wouldn't doubt his resilience.

- Still?
- Yes.

My father always said
that Tom was

the kind of leader other men
would follow into battle,

that he had the vision to take this
city into the next millennium.

So he'd found his successor,

someone to perpetuate
his legacy.

I was just a bridge

between the two.

Tom would inherit the kingdom,

my father would never
have to step down,

be a sort of mayor emeritus.

He thought the world
of your father.

We all did.

Yes,

but his tenure did end,

didn't it?

How about you?

Have you thought
about it, the end?

What it would look like?

When you talk to him,
tell him to meet me

at the house at 4:00 this
afternoon and not to be late.

Of course.
Can I tell him what it's regarding?

Dr. Reyes,
it's Sam Miller again.

I'd really appreciate your calling
me back when you have a chance.

I have a few
follow-up questions regarding

the mayor's involvement in the
redacted medical reports.

Again, my number is
555-0158.

Thank you.

Why am I here?

What do you expect to get
from this, detective?

Retired.
I left the force

not long after I arrested
your brother here.

He looks good.

Good job,
the right meds--

He's pulled his life together.

I've made my peace
with what happened.

It was a long time ago.

I carried it with me in silence

and now it's time to speak.

Gemma Lewis.

Remember her name?

When we found her,
her neck was ripped open.

He did it with his teeth.

Left marks all over her,
like an animal.

Do you remember? I do.

What do you want?

What do you think
would happen to him,

to Mani, if all the details of the
case were to finally be revealed?

And not only that,

but that you agreed
to alter medical evidence

in your report to make those
details go away to save him?

There's a statute
of limitations.

Class X felony--

Aggravated criminal
sexual assault.

It means he's accountable

for up to 20 years
after the victim turns 18.

Plenty of time
for another trial.

And with the dental records
and the DNA--

Just tell me what you want.

Remove Tom Kane
from the toxic-waste equation,

make a simple statement
you acted on your own.

He had nothing to do with it.

Some deals are worth
doubling down on.

No?

The first secret
that she has...

In a way, I admire her.

"Man hath no greater love

than to lay down
his life for his brother."

Except she laid down the lives

of innocent children to save
her werewolf brother.

And what does that make me?

- I should've called.
- I told you I'd bring them by when I got them.

I just wanted some fresh
air, clear my head.

- I thought--
- Can I get you anything?

- Some water or--
- Yeah, some water'd be nice.

You look tired.

Yeah, maybe a little.

I'm not as resilient
as I used to be.

That young man
I saw leave--

- Darius?
- Thanks.

He helps out.

You two seem close.

Dad.

I know. It's a little late
for me to be asking you

questions about your--
Your boyfriends.

Only by about 15 years.

It's not too late.

Well, what does
he do to help out?

He transports supplies,
that sort of thing.

- Supplies?
- Dad.

Look, I don't want this
to be difficult.

I want to tell you the truth
and be honest about things.

- Me too.
- I can't afford to be compromised.

I know that.

I'm on top of it.

I know what I'm doing.

Trust me, okay?

It's not too late for you
to start doing that.

I promise you, he's as stunned

as the rest of the city
by her accusations.

That's the problem.
His word against Mother Teresa's.

And now with this brewing class
action suit ahead of him--

We've been here before,
countless times.

These accusations are
politically motivated.

We know it.
We can see it.

Tom's always fighting off
challenges like this,

and he's always survived.

Yes, but this time he's got
Elliot biting at his heels.

Your Elliot?

Since he joined Bollingworth,
Sanford & Wexler.

Watch out. Young Mr.
McGantry is looking

for a game-changer
to make his name on.

I'm sure he is, win or lose.

Look, I'm not gonna
bullshit you, Meredith.

I don't give a damn
who sits in city hall

as long as there's consistency
about the way we do things.

I know you know what I mean.

And I've always had
a soft spot for you

and your father,

so I'm gonna
give you a heads up.

There are some people making
some serious moves against Tom.

- How serious?
- Usually these threats peter out.

It's almost impossible
to unseat an incumbent

unless a star candidate
presents himself.

Who?

Drop the naivete.
It doesn't suit you.

It's a town of two when it comes
to politics, you know that.

This kid is gathering
a serious head of steam,

could do anything with it.

Tom needs to watch his back.

It doesn't matter
what we recommend.

Our hands are tied until we get
a directive from the mayor.

I'm getting fried out there.

- Should I go--
- No, stay where you are.

Schedule a press conference
today at 2:00.

Yes sir,
and the talking points?

Dr. Reyes will be retracting
her former statement,

absolving the mayor's office
of any involvement

- in a cover-up.
- Can I leak in advance on the reason?

No, she has agreed
to make the statement.

That, for the moment,
will be enough.

Will she be taking questions?

Sir, maybe we should
prepare against pushback,

questioning the viability
of recanting

such an explosive accusation
without explaining it.

There's no need.

- But in the public's view--
- This has nothing to do

with the public's
confidence in the mayor.

It's a message aimed
at a different constituency.

- Thank you.
- Sir, one more thing. It's urgent.

Bensenville class action suit--
I spoke with them this morning.

- They have us over a barrel.
- Stop.

Do you know who I am?

Yes sir, I believe so.

Spectators

stand on the sidelines
shaking their heads,

lacking the balls.
Do you know what I mean?

- No sir.
- When Truman nuked Japan,

when Lincoln sent boys out
to kill their cousins,

you think they gave a shit
about their approval rating?

- No sir.
- Fuck the spectators.

If there's another city
in this country

that takes better care
of its citizens,

you tell me now
which one you think it is.

Anyone?

Good.

If in the course of doing what I
believe is best for this city

there is collateral damage,

who here wants to explain to me

the position of those
on the sidelines

shaking their heads?

Good.

Now you were saying
about this lawsuit?

Nothing, sir.

Just get me a deal.
I will settle this one.

They should've proposed one
already anyway.

That's what I'm hearing.
It's already underway

unless you announce you're
not gonna seek reelection.

- Who else is involved?
- I don't know.

Ross-- Find out, dig.
I need to know where he's vulnerable.

I'm fucking done with him--
Impeachment hearings.

Did you find her yet,
the nurse?

- Not yet. We will though.
- Soon.

I can't afford
to wait, not now.

I would first like
to say how grateful...

I am to Dr. Reyes for her willingness
to come here and set the record straight.

It takes character

and courage to admit a mistake.

This is an example of the kind of
integrity that has defined her career.

Dr. Gabriela Reyes.

I wish to amend the statement

I made yesterday regarding the
redacted medical reports.

Jesus Christ!

- Mayor Kane had nothing at
all to do with it. - What?

I acted entirely alone.

I regret any aspersions

I might have cast
on the Kane administration

- or on the mayor himself...
- No. No no no no.

- ...Whose commitment to the health and welfare...
- No.

- ...Of the citizens of Chicago is
and has always been... - Motherfucking--

Above reproach.

What did you get on her?

It's not gonna work. Reversing
a huge public statement

this quickly is only gonna
raise public suspicion.

But this isn't
about the public.

This is aimed at us,

at me, at every alderman
and ward boss.

You know what he's saying?
He's saying, "come after me,

motherfucker, because
I'm staying where I am

and your potential
star witness is no more."

Impeachment? Gone.

Period.

Thank you.

I know how difficult
this was for you.

- Did you see that?
- Yeah. Change anything?

Not if we jump on it before
he's had time to recover.

He's upped the game,
so we hit him back harder--

His own man
running against him.

Speaks volumes.

Look, we have to
be decisive and move fast.

I need your answer by tonight.

What are you doing home?

I just needed a break.

I wanted to see you
and see the kids.

Ben, four days to the primary--
What do you mean a break?

The kids can wait.
I can wait.

We'll see enough
of each other in Springfield.

Let's just get there.

I missed you.

Come on, cut it out.
Be serious.

Should I be worried?

No, everything's fine.

You should go.
If the kids see you,

it'll only make things worse.

It's better they believe
you weren't here at all.

Ben.

I know it's hard, but
everything will be okay.

As soon as this is over,

everything is gonna be
so much easier.

- Whatcha got? Whatcha got?
- Come on, gimme the ball.

Hey! Oh boy! Come on, man.

You're lucky, boy.
Oh man.

- Come on, man.
- Hey, heads up.

Shoulda called.

You just don't
drop by around here.

I did.
You didn't answer.

- What's the matter?
- Your father.

I didn't like
seeing him at the clinic

- and I didn't like him seeing me.
- It's fine.

I told him you work there.

- And?
- And what?

Did he believe it?

Well, you do, sort of.

It's not a joke--
What I do, who he is.

I know that.
I told you he's fine.

I have it under control.

- Hey.
- D!

- Shit! Fuck.
- What's the matter?

- Oh, I don't like this.
- No, it's just in case.

- It's okay.
- Oh shit.

- Move it. Come on, man, go!
- What's going on?

- Run!
- Come on! Let's go!

- What's going on?
- Run! Run!

Go through here.
I'll meet up with you later.

- Go go.
- Fuck.

- Oh fucking a.
- Ah!

Yeah.

Hey, now come on, man.

Okay.
You just wait here, okay?

- Don't--
- Shh, shh!

Hit him!

Come on.

Anybody home?

Over here.
Here here.

- Will he be okay?
- I don't know.

I'm gonna call the police.

What the fuck are you thinking?

We should call the police?
We should call the police?

- Where do you think we are, huh?
- I just thought--

Thought what?
Who do you think I am?

What do you think all this is,
some fucking project?

Some fucking Robin Hood shit?
Fucking fairy tale?

- That's not fair.
- This is real and it's fucking dangerous.

And there is no fucking help.
Do you get that?

So go back to your shelter where
you can feel good about yourself

for helping
some poor colored people.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Oh baby.

Our father who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Our father who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

The situation has
changed since her confession.

Confession? Hardly.
Coercion more like it.

Still, it changes everything.
He could come back.

Impeachment was always just
a short-term opportunity.

We have to stay the course on
this-- Just keep our heads,

keep cool, play the long game.

- Yeah, the long game.
- Look, we hit him with the kid first

and roll from there on.
We can't afford to break ranks.

- No.
- What he put on for us today in that press room

was a pretty puppet show.
Don't flinch.

- We need you.
- See, you've got nothing to lose.

If he even finds out that I
know about our play dates,

let alone that I'm involved,
it is over. I am fucked.

Don't you ever get tired
of being that man's bitch?

It's been a long time.

My neighborhood has
benefited greatly

from Mayor Kane's generosity.

- What are you saying?
- I don't know.

Just that maybe it's not the right time.

Maybe we wait.

- We wait?
- Yeah.

I can't force you
into anything.

Just know this:

You are more than what
he allows you to be.

More than just
some affirmative action spic

who brown-nosed his way
into the council chamber.

You are right at the head of the
fastest-growing immigrant population

in the state, not to
mention the country.

Now that's something he should
acknowledge with more respect.

I would.

Oh what? Who?

Oh look. Grr.
How y'all doing?

Yes. Ezra Stone.

I just don't know
what's wrong with him.

It's been going on for months.

- I didn't sign up for that.
- Hm-Mmm.

Hm-Mmm. His skin,
his coloring--

It's eating him
from the inside.

Mmm, well, he's only
gonna get worse.

- I know.
- So what do you want me to do?

Get rid of him, because he's
gonna bring you down too.

Do it before he gets any worse.

- Oh.
- He's an embarrassment.

I think he wets his bed.

You're stronger than him.

- Oh.
- Yes, you always have been.

- Daddy.
- Do what you need to do.

Things must go on.

I'm here.
I'm right here.

Tom.

Peter, good to see you.

Oh, it's nice to be invited.
I haven't been here in quite some time.

It's still a beautiful place.
My compliments.

- Thank you.
- Would you like a drink?

Oh, no thanks.

I didn't want
to divulge to Peter

the reason you arranged
for this little tete-a-tete

in too much detail
without you being here.

You have your own
inimitable way

of expressing your concerns.

I thought it best to wait.

The price one pays
for a long marriage--

Predictability, I'm afraid.

But Peter here

is aware of Mr. Miller's
dogged nature.

- Are you?
- Well, I read his column.

- He's bright, impulsive.
- Let's cut the shit, Peter.

He's burying me

and Bentley doesn't have
the balls to stop him.

Well, why should he? Every
outlet's running with the story.

What difference does
one reporter make?

He broke the story.
His column leads the charge.

He goes dark, it takes considerable
wind out of sails.

Well, I don't know, Tom.
It's selling papers.

- Quid pro quo.
- Are you gonna be around long enough for quid pro quo?

The art
of political survival--

One day at a time.

You make it through one,
then the next.

String enough days together,
people forget.

They move on to newer matters.

I need a breather--

Just a little-- Through
the gubernatorial primary.

Well, there's a tower--
My tower.

I've been operating
a radio station from it.

It has recently
and quite suddenly

been designated
a Chicago landmark.

- You know it, I believe. - Yes.

So now I can't make
any alterations

to accommodate
a new broadcast tower,

which is something
I'm very anxious to do.

There are nine people
on the landmark commission,

all nine appointed by you.

I'll see what I can do.

It was a pleasure.
Next time it'll be the four of us

and I'll do the cooking.
He doesn't keep me around just for my looks.

Thanks a lot.

- Good night.
- Bye-bye.

Farewell.

Ah.

Don't ever blind-side me again.

It was the right play to make.

Don't get ahead of yourself.

I would strongly
advise against it.

Ezra, we're glad, believe us.

He put impeachment out of play.

But the real problem is
how the people see him

out there in the street.
They're not buying it.

The press conference
just made it look like

he bullied that woman
into recanting.

And the kid's charismatic,

but without Kane,
why would we want him?

He's unconnected,
inexperienced.

- What are you saying?
- Look, I gotta tell ya--

Cullen looks solid right now.

He's a known quantity,
been doing the job for years.

That's good for contracts,
relationships.

Everything that stands today
remains stable with him.

- We want stability.
- Kane is your stability.

If he's in city hall.
But if he isn't,

Zajac's nothing but a smile.

Frank, what's the temperature
in the 37th?

My precinct captains
are waiting,

ready to mobilize
and get out the vote

whichever way Tom wants to go.

But I agree
with everyone else--

As things stand, one choice is

easier to pull for
than the other.

No matter who wins the primary,

Tom Kane is staying in city
hall, of that I am sure.

And I'm also sure that he
will look back on this time

and remember those who were
able to overcome difficulties

and deliver a majority

for treasurer Zajac
in their wards.

Then he will ask me
for the names

of those who did not.

That must've been
some car accident.

How come the rest of you
didn't get damaged?

All depends on how you go through
the windshield, I guess.

- The angle.
- Yeah.

Why am I here,
Mr. Ross?

How close are you to Lalo Mata?

- He's my alderman.
- That's it?

I've known him
since I was little,

from the neighborhood.
He's like my uncle.

And he's thrown some business
your way in the past.

We're very grateful for that.

- Suppose it were to stop.
- Excuse me?

What if there were
no more contracts?

That would not be good.

Mr. Ruiz, can I speak
with you frankly?

Yes yes, by all means.

There's a shift going on within
the city administration.

Things are going
to be different and soon.

I'm sorry to say that alderman
Mata has found himself

on the wrong side
of that shift.

- Uh-huh.
- This shift

means that contracts that
were Mr. Mata's to dispense

would now be mine
to award as I saw fit...

Yes.

Which is why I asked
to speak to you today.

I wanted to let
you know that I'd like

to continue working
with you and your company.

You are an integral part
of how the city contracts

are effectively and
economically carried out.

Thank you, sir.

That-- That's it?

Yes, that's it.

- Thank you, Mr. Ross.
- Mr. Ruiz.

Uh, Mata--
Alderman Mata--

so he's not involved anymore?

Soon he won't be.

Not even as an alderman?

I doubt it.

Thank you, Mr. Ross.

- Yes sir?
- Get me alderman Mata on the phone, please.

Sir, it's ringing.

You gonna get that?

Dental records. You understand.

See, 20 years from now

when the city council
decides to turn

this new terminal
into a shopping mall

and some nutball like me
finds your skeleton,

nobody'll know
who the fuck it is.

Not indian burial sites,
cement foundations

or, uh, aldermen.

I should cut off
your fingertips,

avoid prints, but then soft tissue
starts rotting almost immediately.

Did you know

that if you bury
a pig under the sidewalk,

the cement starts
to smell like pigshit?

Like coffee.
And then there's bloat.

Just imagine if your body began
pushing up the dirt. Hmm?

So this is gonna be
a little tricky,

but your body's
gotta be ventilated.

The foundation that we're laying
tomorrow, you know what it's for?

The executive terminal.

Huh?

Perfect, right?

You can spend eternity
kissing the feet

of los jefes while
they walk on your face,

just like you did
when you were alive.

Don't think of this as the end, Lalo.
Think of it as...

As a transition.

Like everything in life,
no one can live forever. Hey.

Burns like hell, I know.

But lye's the best thing
to speed the decomposition.

We'll do it publicly--

A press conference
where you'll announce

that you're dropping out
of the gubernatorial race

in order to focus on your
upcoming candidacy for mayor.

- Sounds good.
- And I want you to hold it in front of city hall.

Mr. Zajac,
nice to see you again.

Have a nice night.

Tom.

Thomas Kane?

Hand it to me.

You've been served.

The Bensenville suit.

What happened
to the goddamn deal?

- I'll look into it.
- What the fuck is going on around here?

What about the old man's nurse?

- We've got a lead.
- Find her, Stoney, for God's sake.

Mrs. Kane.

Thank you for meeting me.

I don't have long.

I have only one question.

Are you prepared
for the wrath of my husband?

Because it'll be unlike any
you've ever felt before.

That's a long drive
for one question.

Running against him
won't be easy.

I can help you win.

I guess that's not
a question after all.